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KAHUKX
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KAHUKX
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PAX ON THE BEAT
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PAX ON THE BEAT
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Uh-uh, the tough times in my life ain't scripted, there still be times I wish it was
And I still got respect for the world, while they chat like girls, I only fear one
She said, "Your life like a movie", you know my song, but don't know my life (what?)
She asked, "If you wanna come do me", so she can say that she fucked this guy
Ain't playin' the game of pretend, yeah, they want problems, I just more M's
The real get done while the fake pretend, I just go bake off in some vacant ends
Pass the parcel with the grub then spend (spend), you'll love me then leave in the end
So I couldn't care less if they leavin' again, I ain't got no heart, no feelings to spend (ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Last year, yeah, I planned six figs, the plan went to plan, now I plan on mills
And back then didn't do no deals, so I still found love in the cheapest thrills
I'm an artist, I ain't fuckin' fake (a fake), only time'll tell who I'll trust
'Cause lately money be revealin' snakes, 'cause lately money be revealin' fake
But got my bros, I'll ride 'til the end
Ten toes if it's 'bout the bread, don't wanna be liked if you likin' them
'Cause I know them boys didn't see my visions, that's why I put dosh and family first
You want my bitch, you can have my seconds, won't waste no second on you or her
And even though it hurts (it hurts), the fake love always gets me worse
Only type of pain there that first cuts then burns
My whole life been lessons to learn, so I couldn't care less if our bridge gets burned (gets burned)
Meantime got digits to earn, so I couldn't care less if our bridge gets burned
Uh-uh, in my mind be a thousand things, still got sleepless nights with this life I live
Looked at the mirror, said I'm gon' be it, 'cause all the fuck boys said I wouldn't be shit
I got too much pride to let them slide, but I had to sit back for a min (sit back)
'Cause the evil eye tryna leave me dry, I won't sell my soul for a click (grrah)
The fuck you mean K weren't ever on shit? The fuck you mean K on none but beats?
The fuck you mean K only cares 'bout him? Like I weren't outside tryna solve our shit
Talk your talk, won't see eye to eye (no), I done my dirt, and I'm still that guy
They all wanna get in my head, 'cause they know I'm up next and they all just, all just
Uh, in my-, why they all just tryna get (in my head) hahaha
Still lovin' the cheapest thrills, I'm an artist, I ain't fuckin' fake (that's right)
Only time'll tell who I trust, 'cause lately money be revealin' snakes
'Cause lately money be revealin' (bah-bah-bah-bah)
Fake, but got my bros, I'll ride 'til the end
Ten toes if it's 'bout the bread, don't wanna be liked if you likin' them (bah-bah)
'Cause I know them boys didn't see my vision, that's why I put dosh and family first
You want my bitch, you can have my seconds, won't waste no second on you or her
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Brandon Danny Sum
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